Marinda watched the ships with ill intentions.
It was all too obvious.
It wasn't just coincidence in timing, but some ships were clearly empty, with an intent that couldn't be more transparent—they were targeting the "Oriental".
However, this lady wasn't worried.
She trusted Arthur.
And what about her?
She just needed to do what she was supposed to do.
"Edwin, I want the detailed information on Lucius, Yula, and Joe within an hour,"
Marinda ordered her coachman.
Lucius, Yula, and Joe were part of Arthur's arrangement, and of course, she wouldn't forget them.
At the same time, the lady began to smoke a pipe.
Puff!
She gently exhaled the smoke, and quickly began to write amidst it.
Male, wearing brown burlap clothing, with a dirty face, standing near Brule Trading Company at the docks.
Female, dressed in last year's fashionable light green leg-of-mutton sleeve dress, and a man riding a double horse carriage near alleys 2-21 in the Docklands.
Male...
